Phact
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Phact
~ Because farewell wanderlust, you've been ever so kind ~
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When Phact was a child, he was 20 years old at the time but elves grow half as fast as humans, making him 10, a fire ravished his home town. Disoriented, he was separated from the rest of his kind and fled to rockxfell where he spent the rest of his childhood, raised under Aether’s wing. Phact was looked after by and fed by Aether who had employed the young elf as a royal guard. Over the years, Phact had worked his way up the ranks of the guards and is now presently titled as Aether’s personal guard, although he is often sent away to do menial tasks by Aether.
As original elves live divorced from the rest of man's races, it is very difficult for someone to find where they are, leading to Phact never reuniting with his family. He felt very isolated in Rockxfell as there are only a few elven residence and all of them are current elves. Phact has a burning resentment for his family who had abandoned him yet constantly seeks out information about his kind and home.
"I'm the tales that the guests will applaud and believe, I'm the child that you just didn't have time to conceive."
design notes
- He'll wear white, brown or black shirts underneath his main outfit but prefers to show off his skin, something about 'a markless soldier shows skill' or some goofy shit like that
- Almost always wears some sort of long skirt or dress especially in public
- Please use a none shaded pic of him (in gallery) for colour picking
// May 17th // Taurus // ELEMENT //
Personality
Phact is generally cold and stoic. He moves and talks slowly and gracefully. He seems to be very confident in himself, though he is constantly having an internal conflict within himself about his identity and who he is as a person. He enjoys the little things.
Trivia
- Phact is named after Alpha Columbae, named 'Phact'. The name derives from the Arabic فاختة fākhitah 'ring dove'.
- Phact is one of the first characters I made for this story, being the second one created with the first being Ain.
"But like rubbing wine stains into rugs, it's my curse
To try and make it right, but by trying make it worse"
Very close friends or partners, doesn't really matter. Ain and Phact are always together, picking flowers
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